Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1887-11-03

liz was strange coincidence that the
sur, which had not until this moment
reached the window OF the cell, should,
at this very instant, suddenly shine full
upon 1t, and send golden light upon
the bare walls, for. blessed be the good
ness of Pea en-. the sun shines every
where. either workhouse gates nor
prison bars can shut him out.
He went up TO her. Only Heaven
knew the agitation. the emotion, the
passion of pain and suspense that tore
his heart only Heaven knew
Marguerite, he said, slowly. He
saw the sudden tension OF her figure
the sudden shudder. "Marguerite,
he repeated, 'for Heavens sake rise,
and let me see If it be YOU"
He never forgot the cry of despair
that came from her lips { was not of
10Y ut his coming. at his recognition of
her; it was cry of unutterable despair
She rose as he re Gated her name, the
work dropped from her ner eless
hands. She stood quite still; then, with
another most bitter Org, she buried her
face in her hands.
Marguerite, " he repeated. you are
all these years have mourned as dead. y
"No, no. she cried; al am ~
But he interrupted her with passion
ate eagerness
"You are my wife-you are Mar
guerite; it is useless TO deny it. | know
your voice your face. | have seen
you watched you. know YOU. Oh
my Marguerite why co. find you herep
What is this mysteryp Why are you
herep / wonder that the first shock Of
seeing You did not kill me-.
She did not answer or stir. He went
nearer to her. He tried to draw her
hands from her face.
Marguerite, let me see YOU. IL is
useless to struggle with me. ] will see
you-i will speak TO youl VII under
stand this my terry.
Slowly he drew her hands away. IL
was useless to contend with him, or to
make any further effort. He had found
her.
"Marguerite, he cried; 1.-THE same,
yet how changed Oh, Marguerite my
love!"
Marguerite, he said slowly, put
me out of this pain and torture of sus-
pense. Tell me that ! am not carried
away by any delusion that ] am not
mad-that am not cruelty deceived BY
likeness to the only woman / have
ever loved In my life. Tell me speak
to me surely to Heaven have suffered
enough. Are you Marguerite Marine
whom l wooed and won at Inisfailo
Are You the wife who made the sun
shine of my home the mother OF ma
child the fair sweet woman for whom
| ha mourned all my life9 Speak to
me, tell me-.
He will never forget how she stoo4
up before him, the faint sunlight falling
over her, wringing her hands with a
gesture of almost sublime despair as
she answered him.
l am that most unhappy OF women.
Marguerite Stair" she said slowly.
His face flushed; a strange light came
into his eyes
"You can say that calmly" he cried.
"Oh, Marguerite how cruel you have
been to me. You have left me all these
years, left me without hope or comfort
left me TO think you dead; You have
darkened eighteen years of my life, and
for WHAT Answer me that question If
you can, for whatp"
IL can easily answer it," she repliei.
al was driven from home, and would
rather have suffered ath q thousand
times than have been dragged, as you
would have dragged me. through the
horrors of the divorce court"
"Why do YOU suppose that | would
have done that?' he asked, angrily.
Lady Perth told me that YOU would
do so. she replied.
And y7u believed her, Marguerite
There was infinite tenderness and inf
mite reproach in his voice. you be-
lieved that of mep"
II never doubted what she said. ~
was the low reply.
"My Marguerite, you could not think
that I was really jealous, jealous of
roor Darcyp Never! ! was glad that
he was there; he was fitting compan-
ion for you"
land YOU" she replied, never
stopped To think whether it was well
that should have so fitting n compan-
ion."
II did not" he replied; II confess
honestly my faults. ! have never loved
any one but you; ! loved you with a
deep, earnest passionate love. was
the bappiest man on earth when / had
won you. bnt l did wrong in allowing
Lady Perth to live with us, and did n
greater wrong still in shutting myself
up and allowing myself t. become alb
sorbcd in my books. in my studies. j
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the tastes and habits that led me o
seem to neglect you; mind. Marguerite.
it was but seeming; in my heart loved
you Just as much as when I first saw
you at Inisfa I trustcd J arcy Este.
and trusted you no jealousy ever
dawned across me. To you believe
thisp"
Il must, since you say So" she re.
piled.
ITO think that anything so monstrous
should be said, he cried-"that you
should believe anything so monstrous
as that ]. who loved and honored you
above all women, should ever dream OF
the divorce court. Oh. Marguerite.
how col ly and cruelty You misjudge
me. What reason d you think hadp
Surely You were not foolish enough TO
think that should divorce you because
Won kissed Darcy Este when you tadc
him FAREWELL You might have known
me bettcr--you mi hit have trusted me
more. Was it really because you were
afraid of the divorce court that Won le
me, MargueriteT
II was that" and sho added in ow
voice, 81 think was mad. 3. ~ = }.
Il think you were indeed he replied
grayely. : WHY did you not wait at
least until rctut ned home until ] had
spoken to you, until YOU knew what |